Ok, so he looks incredibly attractive. He walks over to the fridge and starts looking through it. I head back to the bedroom and grab clothes. I pull on a T-shirt and grab one for Blake. When I get back, he’s still staring at the fridge. I toss him the shirt. “Gelato,” he says. “Come again?” “I c...
When I first chose this location for the office, I was afraid that it would be too cold and severe, that the architecture would drain all the life from my company. Once we filled the place though, I knew my worries were unfounded. If there’s one word that describes the bullpen of desks that stret...
Instead, I have to wait. In truth, I’d prefer getting caught in the act. At least that way, I wouldn’t have to play through the scene again and again in my head. At least then it would be over with. Blake gets back shortly before six. He’s got grocery bags, and he’s smiling. He looks so happy to ...